Chorus Grant - All Elbows
Thought we'd see everything
And that the birds in your hair would get a different ring to them
They're nesting on blankets of your skin
And they tighten every morning like a knot
So the world doesn't change
Mine is waiting in the wing
With the front page of the calendar of things
I wish you wouldn't have to bring
Thought we'd see everything
They're nesting on blankets of your skin
From here to Michigan
Sorrowʼs on your chest it breathes in four four time
With every thought you think you got about something else
I'm a one-line-drawing by the man in the park up in River dale
An eight-millimeter film
With nothing else on the bill
In a loop I wish you wouldn't watch
I guess you don't know what you got
Until you've seen everything
ʻTill the birds in your hair get a different ring to them
They're nesting on blankets of her skin
From here to Michigan
Written by:
Kristian Finne, Thomas Husmer,
Publisher:
Lyrics © Tambourhinoceros ApS
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